Her eyes begin to burn
As this acid runs down her face
Scarring her once beautiful features
With memories of distaste

From my poem: The Girl With Scars on Her Face

If you would have taken the time,
You would have seen that I'm not fine....

(taken from my poem Save Me)

With this razor I rid my pain
Scarring till all is tame....

These scars remind me of my past
On my arm they will always last....

Inside my mind I'm falling apart
Dying slowly with a broken heart

Oustide I am calm and well....
Inside I'm going through Hell....

The scars on my arm are nothing compared to the pain that put them there.

Sometimes it's better to be alone that way no one can ever hurt you...

Why couldn't you just realize there were tears in my eyes?
Why couldn't you just see you were no longer a part of me?
Why couldn't you hear me whisper in you ear that I loved you these past years?

Behind my smile is a hurting heart Behind my laugh im falling apart
Look closely at me and you will see
The girl i am isn't really me